Chapter 27

Claire continued to stare at the portrait when she heard the door creak open. She whirled around to find Demon standing there.

“What are you doing in here?” He questioned in a sharp tone.

Claire yanked her shoulder. “I couldn’t sleep. So, I was intruding around and discovered this magnificent place.” She said, gesturing around the room.

Demon expression turned indifferent. “You shouldn’t be snooping around, especially by yourself.” He pursued to uphold himself.

Claire waved him off. “Yea, yea. By the way, who are these people?” she pointed towards the portraits above the fireplace.

Demon sighed. “Those are mine and Hunter’s parents. My mother Odette and my father, Lance. They died a few years ago during a battle with another pack.” He stood there for a moment, staring longingly at the painting of his mother; a look of remorse featured his face.

Claire glanced between Demon and the portraits. “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. What were they like? Are th